- last post: 01.01.0001 12:00 AM PDT
The Celer Manus Dei patiently waits and watches from space, waiting for signs of foul play.
"Sad, really. They've been battered for so long, rescources expended, hopes dashed, left to build civilization anew on top of the very rubble of their predecessors. The incredible irony lies in the same mistakes they're making, though."
"You didn't expect them to learn though, did you?"
"No, I guessed as much from the moment I was activated. That's the mundane task we've been assigned: protection from themselves, for their own good."
"Lets hope that they can at least learn in time..."
"Yes... time."
The CMD continued to observe, waiting for the first strike to fall. Waiting for history to repeat itself. Waiting for another day, another war, another job, another time. For no peace lasted forever...